I'm in the kitchen when the inked domina finally figures it out: her curly-haired roommate has been eating the yoghurts from the fridge, bottle in hand, caught red-handed. She has been suspecting it for days, and now the payback is ready. The impossible project begins on the floor: her bare feet, deep into that thieving mouth, toes first, then further, then further still, even standing over her. It is intense, overwhelming, right on the edge, and the roommate keeps opening wider as if she has been hungry for this all along. Steal her snacks, eat her feet instead.

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